Mother and daughters are best friends,
so why is it now we have just begun.
All the times I wished you were there,
but all i could do was say a prayer.
Now grown up it is starting to come clear,
although I could not see you,
in my heart in a little box is where it cares.
Times have changed lot's has gone on,
but for you and me we hung on.
Never acting quite loving for it was a fright,
we act a lot alike and I do not mind.
I know you are thinking about me all the time.
No matter what anyone said to hurt your name.
Believe me, mom I never took it in vain.
I know we missed out on a lot of things.
Life is nowhere near over,
so why not start now and have some fun?
As mother and daughter we have just begun.
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